Zhuo Hua

Chapter 389 Counterattack ([-])

Originally, one attack was enough for him, but now it has become two combined attacks.

"puff!"

The huge impact knocked the scholar upside down.

The blood sprayed in the air in an arc, making people's hearts tremble.

The scholar was terribly beaten by this attack, and coupled with the backlash from the elixir he had just swallowed, he now suffered double damage both internally and externally.

Zhuo Hua turned his wrist and put the sword behind his back.

She didn't take the opportunity to seriously injure the scholar again, maybe because of disdain, or because of sheer self-confidence.

"Cough cough cough."

The scholar fell to the ground and turned over with difficulty.

With his hands on the ground, he tried hard to get up.

He knew that in this arena, even if he wanted to fight passively, it would be impossible.

Zhuohua looked at the scholar who was trying to get up expressionlessly, without any fluctuation in his heart.

She knew that the current Huzi was just at the end of his strength.

However, she didn't want him to pass out so quickly.

Although she didn't intend to put these people to death, she also didn't intend to make them faint so easily.

After all, she is a terribly stingy person, and she still has to take revenge for what she deserves.

Thinking of this, she simply put away the sword.

"What is this for?"

The people below were talking about it.

For some reason, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in the scholar's heart.

"Ha ha."

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Zhuo Hua smiling maliciously at himself, and his heart suddenly trembled.

Sure enough, that bad premonition was not groundless.

Just as the scholar was struggling to stand still, he saw Zhuohua rushing towards him.

Zhuo Hua controlled the amount of spiritual power and concentrated it on his fist.

A faint white light lingers around her fists, which looks very holy.

Zhuo Hua curled his lips into a smile, raised his fist high, and slammed it towards the scholar's face.

Maybe it was because he was weak, or maybe he didn't expect such a development.The scholar felt as if his whole body was frozen, unable to move.He could only stay in place like a wooden stake, staring blankly as Zhuo Hua's fist landed hard on his face.

Although Zhuo Hua's fist looked soft, it was actually as hard as a rock.

The scholar could only be thankful that Xiuxian's physique was still able to withstand blows, otherwise, if he pressed tightly, his teeth would fall out one by one.

But this punch still gave him quite a shock.

The scholar's face was swollen and his mouth was full of blood.

But Zhuohua did not let him go because of this.

Her fists fell like a storm, and landed on the scholar's face and body.

After a while, the scholar's face became swollen like a pig's head, and he couldn't see a trace of his original appearance.

Seeing the scholar's precarious appearance, Zhuo Hua simply withdrew all his spiritual energy, and turned into a simple beating.

The scholar held his head in his hands, and quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

He felt that he should be the only person in the world who was beaten and grateful for the one who beat him.

He knew that his life was saved.

Since Zhuohua didn't kill her at this time, it also showed that she was willing to spare her life.

In this case……

If you are beaten, let it be beaten. If it hurts, let it hurt.

As long as you can save one life, it's always good.

However, the scholar also groaned inwardly, Zhuohua's every move was almost aimed at his own face, this...would be disfiguring, right?

(End of this chapter)